Back, not really, but sort of.

April 9th, 2008

I’ve been away from posting for a while. But not from Abigail. I am addicted to sexual arousal. And as Abigail arouses me so I am, by association, addicted to my relationship with Abigail, and by association addicted to Abigail. And within the relationship the exploration of alcohol, sleep deprivation and other forms of losing […]

The Cliche of the Cliched Paradox

January 8th, 2008

I’m a walking talking d/s cliche. White, forties, successful (if a little uneasy about the success) at work, well respected, well paid, but hopelessly messed up internally due to an addiction to sexual arousal that mirrors in it’s irrationality, intensity and incessant gotta-do-it / gotta-stop-it cycles, an untreated addiction to heroine.
I want to be healed. […]

Coffee Shop Mindfuck Fantasy

September 14th, 2007

Friday morning. Very hard. totally distracted and unable to work. Why? Because I was/am thinking thoughts along the lines of:
I’m sitting in a coffee shop with Abigail. She’s my girlfriend (or so people think). She’s not talking. We’ve been sitting in silence for a while, and finally I’m talking.
“You know, it’s hot to be,” I […]

100 Hours of Waking

September 7th, 2007

First let me say that I have used for some time now a perfectly legal pharmaceutical that allows one to stay awake and alert far longer than is normally possible. However, typically I have never used that to do more than pull an all nighter for work, so I can go in the next day […]

I am my obsession (obsession), my only obsession (obsession) who do I want me to be when I sleep with me.

August 31st, 2007

I’m feeling a bit weary and dull-headed as I write this but I’m in the middle of an insane weekend with Abigail. It’s indulging my appetite for extraordinary levels of extended sexual arousal grounded in bad behavior. And though I know all that - the generality about myself I am learning new specifics. Such as […]

Why Abigail is the Best Evil there Is

July 25th, 2007

I’ve been quiet lately and there are reasons for this that are too dull to be worthy of description here but it has made me realize the extent to which Abigail dominates my life - not just in the literal kink way but to the extent that absent her I don’t have an extensive series […]

My New Booze-Soaked Reality and the Fantasies it Provokes

May 11th, 2007

I’m developing a strengthening association between feeling horny and wanting to drink. My desire to drink does not exist when I’m unaroused. Sometimes even when aroused I don’t desire drink. But in the last week to ten days I would say that most of the time I get horny and start to crave alcohol, or […]

“Bad” Weekend Starts

April 27th, 2007

For reasons of perversion and dark need I have to wank for five hours today minimum, flush my ass out, and can’t eat after 8pm without permission. Oh and be naked in the house. Oh and wear a collar at all times. And have a cockring and cuffs available too. And tonight there will a […]

Intoxication, Sex Toys and Porn

April 22nd, 2007

Abigail often has these passing fetishy interests and I had expected the ‘forced intoxication’ play to grow old for her and that it would already be behind us. But it hasn’t. If anything it’s escalating. I’m not turned on by intoxication per se, but I am turned on by bad behavior, by things that […]

TDI : The “Tease-Denial-Intoxication” Fetish

March 10th, 2007

It’s been about a month now since I last came. Neither I nor Abigail are sure of the exact date but it was most likely sometime in the beginning of February. It started without any negotiation it was more that I happened not have cum for a few days and she suggested extending it.
I’ve always […]

Directed Drinking is Definitely Dirty

February 10th, 2007

I don’t think the term Forced Intoxication works here because it’s not truly forced. How can it be by phone? It’s more manipulation, encouragement, and as I said direction.Considering I’ve had intense ‘bad’ fantasies since puberty it should be stated that my fascination with, indeed even my awareness of forced intoxication on goes back I […]

A Final Posting For Now Perhaps

December 8th, 2006

At most I slept for three hours. I awoke painfully hard. The delicious torture of cialis is that you can feel asexual and yet sport an iron hard erection which coaxes you like an evil spirit to take up once again your lubricant and begin to stroke. And so I did.
I do not know that […]

My Guidelines for Behaviour - a draft

November 1st, 2006

Golden Rules

1.Abigail’s requirements take precedence over all other life requirements
2.The requirements of your employment which finances your relationship with Abigail are next
3.Everything else – family, friends etc. - come after Abigail, and after your work.

Behavioural Rules
Complex Truth About You #1:
Your relationship to Sexual Arousal is that of a Degenerate Drug Addict
In your past your compulsion […]

Paying for What, and the Gay Porn Experience

October 29th, 2006

I just paid November’s monthly fee for $250. The fact that I paid it without much reflection is on my mind. I don’t have the money. It’s more debt. It makes no sense. I should walk away. But I don’t. It’s an illness. I don’t know why I keep walking down this path.
And last night […]

Ode to The Soccer Girl What I Saw Not Long Ago

October 25th, 2006

I saw a soccer girl, around eighteen or nineteen, who was so attractive I had to laugh and shake my head. I saw three other men, probably fathers, the pervs, grinning to themselves.
Looking at her, I was thinking, oh come on, I’m just trying to walk my dog through the park like I always do […]

Mornings like this remind me of how fucked up I am psychologically

October 9th, 2006

I woke up this morning feeling unspeakably horny, on my side slightly face down grinding. After several days of limited desire suddenly I was drowning in it. And today I hated it.  I really wanted it to go away. I didn’t have anything urgent to do today. I’d returned to a home alone so could […]

Topping from the Bottom - An Illustrative Example of How to Make Your Woman Do Exactly What You Want

October 6th, 2006

It wasn’t working. He couldn’t believe it. He was sitting in his car on the driveway. He’d just gotten back. He was on the phone. The smooth female voice was telling him, “It will take time; I’ve always told you that haven’t I? Objectification is a subtle long term process. Just because you’ve bought a […]

This Didn’t Happen

September 29th, 2006

A fictional story by petproject.
The winery restaurant was set in the thankfully still undeveloped foothills that lay barely a mile from the urban sprawl of the valley.
I remember, as we ascended the steps, whispering that you looked so refined in that summer dress. That no-one had the least idea you were a cock-hungry fuckwhore. The […]

Happy Birthday to Me

September 19th, 2006

Abigail’s present to me was to give me free reign to masturbate during an entire weekend and to be allowed to cum when I felt like it.
Me being me ended up not coming because I love/hate the idea of love/hating the fact that I wanted so badly to cum and yet wanted more, I suppose, […]

Happy Birthday to Abigail

September 19th, 2006

On my birthday which occured during the last six weeks sometime, I sent $100 to Abigail. Why?
Simple:
1) Because it makes no sense
2) Because it’s financially of dubious sanity
3) Because it’s the opposite of what the normal world would expect. 
4) Because it pleases, and rumor has it, arouses, Abigail
5) Because it turns me on to do […]